I'm in my 40s, I've been happily bisexual and had loving relationships with both men and women during my life since my late teens. Most of my friends are aware (and not in the least bothered). My 20 yr old DD knows, we talk openly about pretty much everything.
I've been in a loving, long-term relationship with a man for nearly 10 years now. We'll get round to getting married sometime, not in a rush but it's definitely a 'lifetime thing'. Honestly, we're more friends than lovers - we have separate bedrooms and rarely have sex, I spent the first several years wondering if he was gay too! (He insists he's not, but that's irrelevant, sorry!) But we're both really happy with the arrangement and love each other to bits.
The only thing that makes me sad is that I've never been honest with my parents about my sexuality. I don't think for a minute they'd even be that surprised, let alone against it - but it's just something that's never really come up or been discussed.
Just lately, I've been wondering whether to broach the subject. I'll be perfectly honest, I'm not actually sure what the point would be but something in me really wants to. I've no idea why, but I've suddenly started feeling sad that my parents don't know the real me. Or maybe it's deeper than that and I miss being a part of the gay community (I used to be very 'out and proud' when I was younger!) Is this the start of some weird mid-life crisis?